Ye Shaohua gave Liao Yizhou a glance and then took her coat and left the private room directly.
From beginning to end, she was very quiet and didn’t ask Liao Yizhou another question.
Actually, the original person didn’t understand Liao Yizhou well, she didn’t even know what Liao Yizhou actually did for a living, only that his family was probably very rich.
This kind of high society was something the original person hadn’t experienced, and being unable to recognize it naturally led to many jokes.
Seeing Ye Shaohua leave without a word, completely different from her somewhat questioning attitude before, Pu Zhehan watched her embarrassed figure and scoffed, "At least she knows her place."
The girl who had been frowning glanced at Liao Yizhou, "Yizhou, what are you trying to do, did you bring someone who looks so much like Yijun here just to disgust her?"
Upon hearing this, Liao Yizhou’s face changed, and he clenched his fist at the mere glance of the girl.
"Yi Xian, talk less," Pu Zhehan reached out and pulled her.
"Why should I talk less?" Yi Xian didn’t hold back, her reaction even greater than before, "Yijun just returned to the country. I think it’s better you cut your ties with this person sooner, or you know how proud she is. She can’t stand this kind of thing."
Hearing this, Liao Yizhou also responded.
Especially upon hearing the name "Yijun," his fingers subconsciously tightened around the necklace on his neck.
Seeming to sink into some memory, it took his friends a while to hear his slightly deep voice, "I got it."
**
[This time the original host had three wishes: first, to take good care of her mother, no longer commit suicide leaving her mother to die hopelessly in the hospital, and allow her to live a good life—that’s the main mission. Second, she wanted to repay Liao Yizhou the two hundred thousand as soon as possible. Third, leave Liao Yizhou.]
Ye Shaohua found S University following her memories.
It was a bit difficult to describe the original host’s mission. This original host didn’t resent anyone, and it seemed that at the moment of her death, she didn’t hate Liao Yizhou either.
Because he had given her a glimpse of light during her darkest time.
He had saved her.
"Shaohua, you’re back?" The original host was a senior this year, and besides her internship, she had also found quite a few part-time jobs on the side.
The four girls in their dormitory were all studying finance. She, like the dormitory boss and the second in command, came from a regular family. Unable to rely on their families to find internships in their senior year, they only followed the university’s arrangement and interned at a well-known company.
"Are you okay?" Seeing Ye Shaohua take off her coat, her expression a bit different from before, the dormitory boss couldn’t help but ask.
Ye Shaohua placed her coat in the basin to soak for a while, she did everything very skilled.
"I’m fine, just tired from doing a part-time job for a long time," Ye Shaohua smiled at the dormitory boss, her Best Actress-like acting made her look no different from the original host.
Except that her eyes seemed brighter than before and her spirit better than usual, it was almost unintended.
Amazed, the dormitory boss said, "How do I feel like our campus beauty looks even prettier than before? Speaking of which, with your looks, when are you going to find a boyfriend? Our department’s handsome guy has been waiting for you for three years."
After finishing her part-time job, she hurried to Liao Yizhou’s place. Liao Yizhou had just texted her to come over.
When she arrived at Liao Yizhou’s villa, his male assistant Chen Zhi was coming down from the study room. Seeing Ye Shaohua, he frowned, but in the end, he didn’t say anything. With such affairs common in wealthy households, he had no right to judge Ye Shaohua.
Liao Yizhou was dealing with mall-related paperwork when he saw Ye Shaohua knock and enter, causing him to put down his pen.
The truth was, he hadn’t controlled his emotions well the night before.
But now that Zhao Yijun was back, it was time to put an end to the current situation.
He reached out, about to fetch money from the cabinet, when Ye Shaohua had already placed a cup of coffee in front of him, the temperature just right. She remembered her current role perfectly, the best stand-in.
"This is wrong." A fair hand pointed to the spot where he had just signed.
Her fingers weren’t as delicate as those of other young ladies and were covered with a thick layer of calluses.
Liao Yizhou looked at the place she pointed to and realized the finances indeed had an error, something non-professionals wouldn’t be aware of.
Ye Shaohua was different from before; She didn’t cry and ask him why like ordinary people would, rather her aura of cool detachment drew his sidelong glance.
With this distraction, Liao Yizhou couldn’t bring out the break-up fee he intended to give.
Ye Shaohua went down the stairs and met Pu Zhehan, who had come to check on Liao Yizhou.
"Why are you still here? Didn’t you understand what I said yesterday?" Seeing Ye Shaohua coming down from upstairs, Pu Zhehan’s eyes were sharp, "You’re a graduate from a renowned university, with your intact arms and legs, why don’t you rely on yourself instead of getting involved in these matters?"
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